Cae's Christmas Features - Day 11 - Soldiers

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Welcome to my Christmas features.  Who doesn't love getting the gift of a feature? I mean, it is an awesome thing.  I am going to be doing a twenty five days of Christmas type feature.  Each day having a theme.  Catch up time once again (I hate being behind).  Day eleven's theme is Soldiers.   If you'd like to suggest a theme, drop me a note or leave a comment!  Now, on to the features!!!

Toys 4 Tots_Raleigh III by DetroitDemigod American Soldier by Soldier-Photographer :thumb166564280: Portrait of a Soldier by AnnieCatBlue Christmas Truce, 1914 by SquireJames :thumb151403743: Soldiers Christmas by fatesage :thumb190983120: Christmas Eve by undead-medic Three Soldiers, Vietcong by hank1 Helghast Christmas by tactican APH - Silent Night by sora-ko A Soldiers Christmas by ihearyoulikepancakes


Day 1: Wreaths :bulletred: Day 2: Snowmen:bulletred: Day 3: Christmas Lights:bulletred: Day 4: Reindeer :bulletred: Day 5: Snow Puppie :bulletred: Day 6: Snow :bulletred: Day 7: Advent Wreaths :bulletred: Day 8: Ornaments :bulletred: Day 9: Santa :bulletred: Day 10: Sweet Treats :bulletred:

Twas the Night Before Christmas - For a Soldier

  TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS,
            HE LIVED ALL ALONE,
            IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF
            PLASTER AND STONE.
           
            I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY
            WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE,
            AND TO SEE JUST WHO
            IN THIS HOME DID LIVE.
           
            I LOOKED ALL ABOUT,
            A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE,
            NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS,
            NOT EVEN A TREE.
           
            NO STOCKING BY MANTLE,
            JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND,
            ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES
            OF FAR DISTANT LANDS.
           
            WITH MEDALS AND BADGES,
            AWARDS OF ALL KINDS,
            A SOBER THOUGHT
            CAME THROUGH MY MIND.
           
            FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT,
            IT WAS DARK AND DREARY,
            I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER,
            ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY.
           
            THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING,
            SILENT, ALONE,
            CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR
            IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME.
           
            THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE,
            THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER,
            NOT HOW I PICTURED
            A UNITED STATES SOLDIER.
           
            WAS THIS THE HERO
            OF WHOM I'D JUST READ?
            CURLED UP ON A PONCHO,
            THE FLOOR FOR A BED?
           
            I REALIZED THE FAMILIES
            THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT,
            OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS
            WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT.
           
            SOON ROUND THE WORLD,
            THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY,
            AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE
            A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY.
           
            THEY ALL ENJOYED FREEDOM
            EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR,
            BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS,
            LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE.
           
            I COULDN'T HELP WONDER
            HOW MANY LAY ALONE,
            ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE
            IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME.
           
            THE VERY THOUGHT
            BROUGHT A TEAR TO MY EYE,
            I DROPPED TO MY KNEES
            AND STARTED TO CRY.
           
            THE SOLDIER AWAKENED
            AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE,
            "SANTA DON'T CRY,
            THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE;
           
            I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM,
            I DON'T ASK FOR MORE,
            MY LIFE IS MY GOD,
            MY COUNTRY, MY CORPS."
           
            THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER
            AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP,
            I COULDN'T CONTROL IT,
            I CONTINUED TO WEEP.
           
            I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS,
            SO SILENT AND STILL
            AND WE BOTH SHIVERED
            FROM THE COLD NIGHT'S CHILL.
           
            I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE
            ON THAT COLD, DARK, NIGHT,
            THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOR
            SO WILLING TO FIGHT.
           
            THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER,
            WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE,
            WHISPERED, "CARRY ON SANTA,
            IT'S CHRISTMAS DAY, ALL IS SECURE."
           
            ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH,
            AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT.
            "MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND,
            AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT."


A SOLDIER'S CHRISTMAS
by Michael Marks


The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
my daughter beside me, angelic in rest.


Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree, I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.


My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep
in perfect contentment, or so it would seem.
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.


The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
But I opened my eye when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know,
Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.


My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
and I crept to the door just to see who was near.
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.


A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.


"What are you doing?" I asked without fear
"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"


For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts,
to the window that danced with a warm fire's light
then he sighed and he said "It's really all right,
I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night"


"Its my duty to stand at the front of the line,
that separates you from the darkest of times.
No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.


My Gramps died at 'Pearl on a day in December,"
then he sighed, "That's a day 'Gramma always remembers."
My dad stood his watch in the jungles of 'Nam
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.


I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red white and blue... an American flag.


"I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home,
I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat,


I can carry the weight of killing another
or lay down my life with my sisters and brothers
who stand at the front against any and all,
to insure for all time that this flag will not fall."
"So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright;
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."


"But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
"Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you've done,
For being away from your wife and your son."


Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
"Just tell us you love us, and never forget
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone.
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.


For when we come home, either standing or dead,
to know you remember we fought and we bled
is payment enough, and with that we will trust.
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."

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AnnieCatBlue's avatar
Belated, but thanks for the feature!
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Most welcome
bmikeiel's avatar
Wow thanks for the feature!
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undead-medic's avatar
Many thanks for the feature!
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Moosplauze's avatar
Is this an american thing? I don't believe soldiers or war have anything to do with christmas :eyepopping:
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I have family who are soldiers, who have spent time away from their family for Christmas. It is a tribute to those who can not be home with their families this Christmas season.
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